The World of Secfenia

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Communing with the water had paid off for he managed to catch three apples, though the last one was distasteful. Much as the first time, his second attempt was deliberate thoughtfulness before he leaned down to fish.

Standing water stamped a furrow to Foxeon's brow. Seeming like a mooncalf, he stared at the slightly shifting water with apples floating in it for almost two minutes before he dipped his head into the bucket to attempt to catch an apple. You rolled 3 dice: 2 2 4 Timestamp: 2021-10-02 09:18:36 UTC

Having an opposing affinity to water, a spark to kindle the embers didn't reside within Foxeon. Despite this, he was deep in the woods in northern Imperius and, not being acquainted with the map, it could be that he crossed the border between duchies and was ignorant thereof. His course was meanderi...

In artful falls and playful splashes, a fountain trickled endlessly, its sound near drowned by the vociferous bustle of the marketplace which surrounded it. Captivated by the motion, Foxeon studied the flow, oblivious to the stream of housewives collecting water from it and children playing in it. L...

Morning made a braid of light and water in the stream's rapids rushing past either side of a rock. Foxeon sat on the rock, his boots abandoned on the nearby bank of the stream. Though rolled up, his pant legs were damp and splashed with the mud churned up from his wading out to the rock. Resting her...

Rendered murky by impending nightfall, the narrow lane was not empty. Striding with a confidence bound to blood and bone, a man and a horse made their way to Imperius. Though the horse had neither bit nor bridle it walked by the man's side without straying. Fall's chill had not yet gripped the world...